Dawn MetcalfDawn Metcalf writes about fairy tales, myths, and sharp, pointy objects. She has yet to be whisked away to fairyland, but also has yet to be stabbed in the eye. You can find her and her family buried somewhere beneath piles of costuming, crayos, karate pads, and board games masquerading as a normal Victorian house in northern Connecticut. If they had a sign, it would be: confounding the neighbor children since 1999. Read More Read Less